Tears
You threw me to the wolves; left me in this shadow of a world.
You turned away my crying, abandoning me to my inner most despair. Oh how those
demons haunted my mind, creatures of madness breathing terror and fear to my
young tortured spirit. What was that mother dear? You did it to save me? Protect
me? Because you loved me?
This is love?
I was half of two worlds who would never accept me. Oh fear me they did, obey me they would, but love me.. where was the love? Your love was my fear, your touch- my sorrow, your pain my freedom. Love, what a foreign curiosity. A concept for mortals, for fools. I don't need love, I only need..
What do I need?
I need nothing, for when I have been turned, I will have everything, and nothing of this world will have any bearing or meaning, it will become an unbound rind, no longer will its ignorance repeat itself. A utopia I will create, and all who deemed me unworthy of life in the beginning, will welcome their deaths in the end. And the angel with the eyes of two worlds will merge with me to bind them as one, and together my power; her will, we will rectify the mistake this world has come to represent.
Remember her pain?
And your pain mother, your pain will be heard through it all, and all will know the suffering I, you have endured. Your sacrifice so many thought noble, or was it truly your way of escaping? You left me alone because I disgusted you didn't I? Even father abandoned hope in me. He left to- so suddenly. You followed so soon after, and left me- here.
Alone.
So alone, then I saw her. She glowed with the strong willed determination of one who would NOT fail, but I saw her frailty- her weaknesses. She was so like I. Those eyes.. They reminded me of two immortal souls lost, but united in an embrace of mortality. I saw myself in her. I envied her. She knew of this love, her physical being shined with it, and as much as I wanted her, I hated her. For as she reminded me of myself in one instance, the next instance I saw only my failure. She would be the one to try and stop me. Let her then, let her try, and when she falls to her knees and cries out to the heavens in her futile attempts she will see me, and beg to be apart of what I will become. With open arms I will accept her, and kill her- kill her hope, her dreams, and all of Spira's wishes.
Death I will become and life is what she'll bleed.
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A/N: [Shrugs] People seemed to like the first one, so I figured I'd add a second part, seeing as I'm getting into this 'misunderstood bad guy' flow in my writing ^_~, and for those that don't know who this is about then, PLAY THE GAME!! It's GODLY!!!
*Spoilers!!*
For those that HAVE played, and just didn't bother with side quests. Anima turns out to be Seymour's mother and much is revealed about his past. Oops, just let out who THIS is about ^_~